There used to be a teacher at Wilbur Wright who got himself into a great deal of trouble because of his interest in photography. One day a girl, her parents and their family lawyer appeared in Mr. Holmes's office and demanded that he fire Mr. B who had taken pictures of the girl attired only in the scantiest of clothing. The principal observed the photo which showed the girl posed in front of the Greek pillars used in the Christmas play. Soon, a loud voice boomed from the P.A. commanding the offending teacher to come immediately to the main office -to face his accusers. The photographer could not be found. He had gone home, without permission, during his free period to get some pictures to show fellow teachers. Needless to say, Wilbur Wright's ferocious leader was in a state of rage when he finally met with the teacher. But his anger was not so much directed at the idea of using a thinly clothed student in the picture, as it was in having the sacred Christmas experience pillars in the background.

A group of teachers were invited to dinner at the home of Wilbur Wright's resident nude photographer. After dinner, the teacher proudly displayed the latest nude pictures he had taken. His guests were somewhat sophisticated and were not particularly shocked at the display of flesh. One picture, however, caught their attention. The woman in the shot looked familiar. Just then the photographer's wife ran up, grabbed the picture and screamed, "You told me you wouldn't show that to anyone!"

Gary Powers had been shot down by the Russians, and every student at Wilbur Wright was watching or listening to President Eisenhower explain this critical situation to the American public. Mr. Holmes was watching the ' speech with several teachers in his office when the program was interrupted several times by B-52's landing at Wright Patterson Air Force Base. The school was in the flight pattern, and -when the huge planes flew over, the entire school shook and all activity stopped until the planes passed by. Without hesitating, the ferocious little principal picked up the phone, called the commanding general of W.P.A.F.B. and demanded that he stop flying planes over his school -when the president was making "the most important speech of his life. After all, don't you make your pilots listen to the president's speeches?" Perhaps it was only coincidental, but the flight pattern for take-offs and landings was changed soon after that.